Lyrics:
(spoken) 'Dorme, dorme meu menino! Dorme - no mar dos sargacos; Que mais vale o mar a pino Que as Serpentes nos meus bracos!' MÁRIO CESÀRINY And when all Life as you know it - Fails All ghostlike lips taste just the - same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my Arms Sleep, sleep - now, my Child In the Sea of crystal Trouble For better is the violent Sight than all that you leave behind In your Eyes - a Dark so subtile It tells you walk, but never fly To leave us all behind And when all Life as you know it - Fails All ghostlike Lips taste just the - same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my Arms Down, down - terrible Child To look at It, it is a Sin For better is to hold that Smile That's all you leave behind In your Eyes - a Mark so subtile It tells you walk, but never fly Never fly - to leave us all To leave us all behind And when all Life as you know it - fails All ghostlike Lips taste just the......same What better comfort can you find Than the Serpents in my Arms What better comfort can you find than The Serpents In my Arms